Holy Emperor’s Grandson is a Necromancer - Chapter 68

Episode 68 〈 Ancient Ruins 〉

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As night fell, the mercenaries pitched their tents for camping.

The mercenary leader, Casel, greeted the three noble-looking people with the utmost courtesy.

Alchemist Hans, who was watching this from afar, swallowed dry saliva. This is because it reminded me of the ghostly soldier who had been there during the day.

It was not a dead person with black, purple, and red eyes. It was a unique type of undead with white and bright blue eyes.

Just looking at it gives a sacred feeling. It was clearly holy power.

Hans suspected that he had seen something wrong and asked the mercenary who was pitching the tent with him.

“Did you not feel any strange energy from the undead you saw during the day?”

“Strange energy?”

The mercenary, who had a bandage wrapped around his head, frowned and glared at Hans.

Although he received the potion, Hans could not be viewed in a positive light as the mercenary group suffered damage due to the poison.

Hans flinched and cringed at the look in his eyes.

“How did you feel when you saw that undead? Did you feel fear?”

“fear?”

The mercenary thought deeply and shook his head.

“No, I felt more comfortable than that. Yes, it felt like I was being saved. “I was actually saved.”

“Isn’t it strange?”

“what?”

“The undead. Undead! Feeling comfortable? Salvation? “Not fear and fear?”

“What do you want to say?”

“That priest.”

Hans said, pointing to the three people who were talking with Casel.

“It seems like you used your holy power. That is also necromancy using holy power!”

“Sacred power?”

The mercenary looked at the three travelers and then at Hans in surprise.

Suddenly, the mercenary looked at Hans with pity.

“Right. “They say that alchemists are prone to dementia when they are drunk on drugs.”

“yes?”

“Could it be nonsense that there is a treasure mountain in an ancient ruin? Damn it, it wasn’t a request after all.”

“What am I saying…?”

“Stop talking nonsense and get to work.”

“What nonsense! Are you ignoring my insight? It’s true! They use holy power…”

“Is there anyone in the world who can summon the undead with holy power?”

“Isn’t it right in front of you now? And although it was a rumor like a ghost story, there was also a rumor that a sacred undead had been seen in the Holy Emperor’s Kingdom…”

“That’s nonsense that’s been floating around for a long time. A lie spread by the Holy Emperor to scare us. Didn’t Aslan make an official announcement? “They are spreading rumors.”

“Do you believe that?”

“then? Does it make sense to control the undead with holy power in the first place?”

Hans said, entranced by the mercenary’s words.

“…It doesn’t make sense.”

“okay. “I know.”

Hans groaned.

“Good Joe. “Then let me ask it myself!”

When Hans tried to approach the three, mercenaries blocked him.

“what…?”

“This person is truly out of his mind. Just because he saved us doesn’t mean he’s a good nobleman. Of course, he seems merciful for a noble, but no matter how good his humanity is, what do you think will happen if you ask a necromancer, ‘Do you ever use holy power?’

“You’ll be angry.”

“It’s not enough to get angry, I might cut off your wrists. In severe cases, they may kill you, turn you into a dead person, and make you a slave forever. “Oh, look, my head isn’t working.”

“…”

The mercenary was right.

For a necromancer to use sacred power was tantamount to denying Yudai, the god of death.

There was no way the necromancers would remain silent as they denied God.

“When you have time to talk nonsense, pitch a tent. “We need to find a place for them to stay as quickly as possible.”

Hans went limp at those words.

He gave the trio a suspicious look and pitched the tent.

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Tinya, who was listening to the conversation between Hans and the mercenaries from afar, whispered to me.

“I don’t think you believe it.”

“Is that really the case?”

Necromancy using sexual power.

It was an impossible realm that could not even be found in legends.

Even the bishops of the Holy See, who had strong faith, doubted Raphael’s words.

Who would believe the words of Aslan, a wandering merchant, in a situation where even the words of an influential archbishop were doubtful?

Unless mercenaries can handle magic, they will not be able to distinguish between holy power and magical power. Even if there was a distinction, no one would believe what a mercenary said.

It is said that the sacred undead has already spread like a ghost story, so it would be dismissed as nonsense.

For now, it is safe to say that there are no risk factors.

However, prominent urban areas can be a risk factor.

I didn’t think it would be a problem if I was just a little careful.

After getting a feel for the atmosphere to some extent, we were guided by Casel to a fairly nice tent.

“I hope you rest in peace.”

I said to Casel as I looked inside the tent, which was made quite neatly.

“Can I get some food?”

“You mean food?”

Casel nodded with a perplexed expression.

After a while, he came carrying a leather bag.

“sorry. “I don’t think we can give it to you because this is all we have and we don’t have any water.”

They also seem to be short on food. They probably only have their share of water.

When Casel noticed, I waved my hand and said it was no big deal.

“thank you. “It’s okay to be called a minister.”

I handed them some plain water I had.

“Take this at least. We have enough water.”

Casel took the water with surprised eyes and lowered his head.

“thank you! “I hope you rest in peace.”

Casel must have viewed us as nobles, so he made us as convenient as possible and then left.

Damon said after confirming that the tent was closed.

“Are you okay?”

“Because you can make water at any time. “We can just drink holy water.”

I placed my fingers on the leather pouch.

When I used my holy power to summon holy water, water flowed down my fingertips.

Damon studied my fingers with interest.

“You are, after all, an angel. “Creating something from nothing!”

“It’s not that big of a deal.”

Tinya, who was next to me, was impressed. She looked at me for a while and spoke cautiously, as if she was thinking about something.

“Angel.”

“Call me Allen.”

“yes? But you can’t call an angel’s name carelessly…”

“There are mercenaries, so who cares? I’m more comfortable that way.”

“Then, Allen.”

“I want you removed, but why?”

I looked at her.

She knelt down and bowed her head somewhat as if she was

asking a big favor and said, “I am a lowly believer. Can you summon a skeleton?”

Her tone of voice also changed.

It was quite polite.

It wasn’t a difficult request for me, so I snapped my fingers.

Runes were engraved and a skeleton crawled out from the floor.

Her eyes lit up as she looked at the skeleton

. Will it work?”

“Talk to a skeleton?”

Tinya nodded. This is

my first time hearing about talking to the dead.

I remembered the skeleton and the blue Santa playing with the children at the temple.

Since he is still young and curious, the divine skeleton seems surprising.

“As you wish.”

“Thank you. Then this way…”

Tinya pointed to the edge of the tent.

Then the skeleton sat down on the edge with Tinya.

When Tinya asked a question, the skeleton communicated by nodding or shaking its head.

Damon said After looking at the figure for a while, he lowered his head towards me.

“I would like to thank you again. Thank you for saving Tinya and saving us.”

“I had no intention of rescuing you in the first place. You were just there.”

The Black Church called me, and I just eliminated them.

As I said that, I inadvertently glanced at Tinya.

Her eyes were sparkling and she was asking the skeleton various questions.

The way her long ears stood up and down indicated her mood. It seems to indicate that.

No matter how you look at it, she looks like an ordinary child.

“Did you say she’s a princess?”

“Yes, it is.”

Damon nodded.

At those words, I clicked my tongue.

Could it be that I was accompanying the princess of an enemy country… How would she react if she found out that I was the prince of the Holy Emperor?

I recalled the events at the temple.

“Is the princess treated as a slave?”

Even the necromancers who came to the temple ignored her.

If you look at it that way, it would be unreasonable to call her a princess.

Damon said with a bitter expression,

“Rahamma has over 100 children.”

“100? How many wives do you have?”

“There is only one queen. The rest are all slaves.”

“He is using the demihumans to create more powerful children. Or, more accurately, he is using them to create weapons for himself.”

There are over 100 children, and they are all demi-humans.

They undergo extreme training and if they are recognized by Rahamma, they are used as ‘weapons’ for him, and if they are not recognized, they are abandoned as ‘slaves’.

“And Tinya is recognized by Rahamma . “You didn’t receive it.”

And it is said that Tinya became a sacrifice for the necromancer.

Feeling bitter, I heard Tinya’s situation from Damon.

After some time, I heard Casel say from outside the tent.

“I made food. Would you like to eat it?”

“Oh, let’s go out and eat together. There’s also something I want to hear.”

Damon and I came out of the tent.

Tinya was obsessed with the skeleton.

I left her alone and joined the mercenaries surrounding the bonfire. I

could see that the mercenaries were nervous.

This was probably because Aslan’s necromancers tend to be cruel and violent.

It wasn’t the right place to hang out, but I had some urgent business to do, so I couldn’t

help it. After receiving the soup in the bowl, I looked at Hans to lighten the mood. He

glanced at me to see if he was still having doubts about the skeleton I had summoned. I’m watching.

“Did you say Hans?”

When I spoke, Hans looked at me in surprise and said,

“Yes, that’s right.”

Hans nodded. His shoulders slumped, as if he was intimidated by the mercenaries’ gazes.

The mercenaries were cautious because they almost died from Hans’ poison bomb and their actions would offend me.

I said to him , I felt curious.

As a result of observing with my mind’s eye, I saw a characteristic called alchemy.

It is one of the techniques used when making magic tools.

It is a profession that uses neutral mana to create magic tools or medicines used for holy power or magical power.

Truly interesting. “The mercenaries

say he is a merchant and an alchemist.”

“Yes, it is.”

“The items are great.”

When I praised Hans, his eyes lit up. He

must have had thin ears.

I said in a subtly flattering tone,

“These are good items. If it’s okay, I’d like to buy them.”

“Of course! There are many. From a crystal ball that inserts and explodes poison, goggles that detect traps, and…”

Hans excitedly introduced their items. After listening, there were quite a few useful ones.

“I also want to learn alchemy. “Is that even possible?”

Hans flinched.

He said, looking at me.

“That… is difficult. In our family, it is taboo to pass on alchemy to anyone other than descendants…”

“…”

“I… I’m sorry!”

Hans bowed down.

I quenched my appetite. I

didn’t even want to force myself to learn it. There was none.

What is more important now is the current situation of Aslan and the Holy Emperor’s Kingdom rather than alchemy.

So much for small talk and got to the point.

I asked the mercenaries what I was most curious about.

“What do you think the situation in this country is like now? ”

I asked a vague question.

If they see me as a nobleman of Aslan, it would be better to respond accordingly.

The mercenaries were very nervous.

After silence, Casel broke into a cold sweat and spoke first.

“Of course, I am talking about the war between Aslan and the Holy Empire. If you do this, the great Aslan is victorious!”

I was taken aback by those words for a moment. I wondered if the Holy Empire was losing, but I could see that Casel’s words were tailored to the tastes of nobles.

Damon also listened with surprised eyes at Aslan’s situation.

“Honest feelings . “I want you to tell me. I’m just curious. I just want to know what the people think.”

The mercenaries looked at those words.

When there was silence, Hans stepped in.

“We are currently negotiating.”

“Negotiation?”

I looked at Hans.

“As you know, isn’t Aslan holding the Crown Princess and princes of the Holy Empire hostage?”

Brother and Rose are being held hostage?

“Nevertheless, the Holy Empire’s invasion is not stopping, so the people are having a hard time. More than 5 cities have already been burned and refugees have arisen. The war has only resulted in a rout, and Aslan’s threats have not worked at all, so the people are suffering. “They must be blaming the king.”

Well, given the nature of the emperor, threats will not work.

Not giving up the prince? Will he invade?

Threatening the prince with a hostage? Burning the city? Injuring

the prince? The nobles will be torn limb from limb and a warning will be sent.

The prince Are you in danger of dying? There is no more negotiation.

It will not end until Aslan’s royal family and nobles are massacred.

Aslan must have noticed this by now.

It is normal to send your brother and Rose to end the war. Still, there is nothing to do. That means there is no sign…

“Actually, I doubt whether the prince and princess are really there. There are rumors going around among the people.”

The mercenaries broke into a cold sweat at Hans’ words.

His words were a statement of distrust toward Aslan.

Just looking at him, he is a man with no tact and likes to gossip.

It was convenient for me, so I left him alone.

“Oh, that’s really interesting. What a rumor.” easy?”

“Actually, the prince and the crown princess are missing. King Rahamma is said to be looking for them in some way to prevent the Holy Imperial Dharma Kingdom. There are many rumors that they are moving in secret, but if that were the case, there is no way the rumor would have spread.”

“Hmm.”

If the rumor spreads among the people, does that mean that Aslan is actively moving?

If this is the case, it is highly likely that the Holy Emperor’s government also noticed this.

Also, knowing that, the Holy Emperor is probably going even more crazy.

“From what I heard, the 3rd prince and I are going crazy.” “The 7th Prince, Sword King Oscar, and the Crown Princess are all missing. It is said that both the Holy Emperor and Aslan are looking for them.”

The mercenaries looked at me at Hans’ light mouth.

Casel sneaked out, approached Damon, and whispered,

“Sirs, you can ignore what that guy says. It’s all nonsense…”

“It’s okay. It looks fun, but whatever. Okay, keep going.”

When I came out positively, Hans became even more open-minded.

He spoke of things he knew without hesitation.

The whole time I was listening to the story, I was amazed.

This guy is alive and well. No matter how he looked at his attitude towards nobles and his light mouth, he seemed to have a short life.

Maybe he’s a lucky guy.

As I listened, Hans jumped up from his seat with excitement.

“Oh, and I also have a portrait.”

“portrait?”

“These are portraits of the missing members of the Holy Imperial Family!”

This time, I couldn’t help but be shocked.

“Of course, these are things that high-ranking nobles use as carpets. They are different from what they actually look like.”

Hans walked to the cart and took out a portrait.

“This is a portrait created to insult the royal family. It was used as a carpet for nobles to walk on. Although they are all depicted in a comical way, they are roughly similar… uh?”

I got up and got up.

Now, what should we talk about from now on?

I walked over to Hans.

Hans looked at the portrait in his hand and at me.

“Huh? Huh?”

Hans looked confused.

I put my hand on his shoulder and pressed it gently. Then I looked at the portrait he was holding.

“Oh, something is different from what I know. He is even more handsome in person than this. This. “You won’t know unless you compare closely, right?”

“That’s… Hahaha… No way?”

“What?”

I smiled at him.

Hans folded the portrait with trembling hands. He was sweating and stiff, unable to look at me directly.

“Oh, it’s nothing. I didn’t see or hear anything. So…!”

As expected, this guy is lucky.

He speaks and acts lightly. He managed to survive in this cruel world.

But it looks like his luck is over.

A shadow has appeared behind Hans.

The summoned skeletons are tightly grasping Hans’ shoulders.

Atmosphere As the situation became more dangerous, the mercenaries were startled and began to quickly leave the place.

“Shall we talk slowly?”

I smiled and Hans turned pale.

Hans, who was sweating profusely, looked at me and said,

“Would you like me to teach you alchemy?”

It’s good to change attitude quickly. But it’s already too late.

I shook my head.

“no it’s okay.”

“Wait a minute!”

He thought quite thoughtfully.

You’re probably looking for a way to survive.

No matter how clueless this guy was, he would have judged this time to be dangerous.

He rolled his eyes and clapped his hands as if remembering something.

“Oh, do you know of a treasure mountain with ancient ruins?”

“Ancient ruins?”

This time it was Damon who reacted.

I glanced at him, then turned to Hans.

“Yes! There is an ancient ruin that appears to be a dragon lair.”

Hans rummaged around in his arms and pulled out a piece of scale the size of his palm.

“It’s a dragon scale.”

Hans swallowed dry saliva and said to me,

“I will tell you where it is.”